it was the uni all right, and it was dead. harry had never
seen anythiiful and sad. its long, slender legs were
stuck out at odd a had fallen and its mane read
pearly-white on the dark leaves.
harry had takeoward it when a slithering sound
made him freeze where he stood. a bush ohe g
quivered.... then, out of the shadows, a hooded figure came g
across the groualki. harry, malfoy, and fang
stood trahe cloaked figure reached the uni, lowered
its head over the wound in the animals side, ao drink
its blood.
”aaaaaaaaaargh!”
malfoy let out a terrible sd bolted -- so did fang. the
hooded figure raised its head a at harry -- uni
bl dot to its feet and came
swiftly toward harry -- he t move for fear.
then a pain like hed before pierced his head; it
was as though his scar were on fire. half bliaggered
backward. he heard hooves behind him, galloping, ahing
jumped ing at the figure.
the pain in harrys head was so bad he fell to his k
took a mio pass. whehe figure had
goaur was standing over him, not ronahis one
looked youe-blond hair and a palomino body.
”are yht?” said the taur, pulling harry to his feet.
”yes -- thank you -- what was that?”
the taur didnt aonishingly blue eyes, like
pale sapphires. he looked carefully at harry, his eyes lingering
ohat stood out, livid, on harrys forehead.
”you are the potter boy,” he said. ”you had better get back
to hagrid. the forest is his time -- especially for
you. you ride? it will be quicker this way.
”my name is firenze,” he added, as he lowered himself on to
his frohat harry ber onto his back.
there was suddenly a sound alloping from the other side
of the g. ronan